Not Dead...

...Just taking a break. Haven't seen the stalker for going on a week now, so that's good. There's honestly not much to talk about right now and thus, my lack of posts. But being self-centered and self-absorbed, I have to talk about myself a little bit every now and then, so here it is, even if it's a shorter post than usual.

Counting down the days until Fall Out Boy. I know I am going to be surrounded by a bunch of whiny emo babies, maybe I should bring some razor blades and pens and paper so they can write some poems after I face shove them. Okay, I won't face shove anyone but if any bitches get in the way of me seeing Pete Wentz, watch out. I will fight a bitch, for real. Speaking of face-shoving, am I the only one who thinks it's funny? Aside from Shelly, I mean? I *Heart* Huckabees is one of my favorite movies and in it, Mark Wahlberg face-shoves Jude Law and it is HILARIOUS. It's one of the bets face-shoves I've ever seen. I'd like to face-shove someone that way, there's a few people I have in mind...

Manager Ken is pretty much awesome. I, *gasp* am actually liking Office Depot again. He definitely has raised the morale a little bit, since he's not serious about anything and we're constantly laughing about the most random shit. Although, that pisses off The Gypsy, she can't stand it when everyone else is having fun and she isn't. Maybe if she wasn't a psycho fun-hater with a uni brow, it wouldn't be such a problem, would it?

I talked to Tim today and he made me realize something I sort of already knew, I have a problem with the type of guy I am attracted to, in that it will NEVER work out no matter what. In talking about the new boy that I on-again/off-again want to date, my words were something to the effect of, "He's skinny, which is one of his many flaws, he's such an asshole and pisses me off but then he has these moments when he it just such a good guy and so perfect that it's so frustrating." Tim just starts laughing and basically says, "Do you know who you just described?" My solution to this problem is to just start dating fat guys. They're fat, so they can't be assholes. Or maybe they'll just be bigger assholes because they're fat. Perhaps I need to rethink this.

My phone bill is seriously out of control, not because of my minutes, but because of all the texting. A large part of that is Jordan's fault and Tom's fault. Okay, mine too. For some reason, when any of us our drinking, texting becomes a really great idea. Like last night, prime example. Tom texts me lyrics from "Lips of an Angel". He knows I hate that song and I hate anything related to Hinder. SO he mocks me with it every chance he gets. Multiply that by alcohol, and I have a bigger phone bill than I should. I might as well just change my plan to unlimited texts because seriously, this is getting out of hand.

So this is going on much longer than I anticipated for being such a slow news week. Just working and paying bills and sleeping when I can. Not too exciting, but at least I'm not dead in a gutter somewhere.